Star Wars: TWoS Act II, pt5: The ExplanationCoruscant, Republic Central Medcenter, 18 BTC (3,671 BBY)Star Wars: TWoS Act II, pt5: The Explanation by gotta-love-furries
Runi walked down the halls of the hospital with determination in his step. He knew Lucidia would be after him for revenge, and he needed to be ready. His newly acquired trench coat flowed behind him as his long, quick strides carried him towards the main entrance of the Medcenter. Joining him as he walked through the doors, drawing strange looks from hospital personnel and patients as they walked, was Nor Fen. “I can’t thank you enough for leaving me there to convince Zym not to have you arrested.” He said dryly.
“You were always better than me at diplomacy, Master. I thought I’d bow out and let you rattle that old bird’s cage.” Runi replied with a smile.
“Hmph. Diplomacy: the art of telling someone to go to hell in such a way that they’ll enjoy the trip.” Nor said.
Star Wars: TWoS Act II, pt4: Runi's RepriseA Small Freighter Approaching Galactic Coordinates: 000, 18 BTC (3,671 BBY)Star Wars: TWoS Act II, pt4: Runi's Reprise by gotta-love-furries
You must find me… I will be here… I am waiting for you, Kalian. I’m waiting for you…
Darth Coronus woke up in a cold sweat and sat bolt upright on his cot. Lucidia was watching him up at him from across the one room in the ship. “Wait, don’t tell me…” she mocked. “You’re a big brave Darth, but you still have night terrors, right?”
“Chaos take you, witch.” he growled as he got up from. Lucidia smiled, obviously unperturbed by the insult as she walked over and sat at the controls of the small freighter.
At least it’s only the girl’s voice, now. he thought grimly as he put on a set of tattered and torn clothes that would allow him to pass for a refugee once they reached Coruscant. The dreams he had been having every ni
Character Bio: Lucidia DerekSpecies: EchaniCharacter Bio: Lucidia Derek by gotta-love-furries
Height: 6', 3"
Skin Color: Corpse Grey
Eye Color: Bright Yellow
Hair Color: Silver (long)
Defining Features: A natural beauty obscured by her immersion in the dark side.
Mental Status: Has a pathological desire to kill. Highly mentally unstable.
Affiliation: Sith Empire, Derek Family
Characteristics: A cruel sadist with no regard whatsoever for sentient life; she enjoys torture and murder as pastimes. Possesses an intense hatred for her twin brother, Runi. Sadistic sense of humor. Narcissist view of the world.
Powers and Abilities: Extremely gifted with the Force, though somewhat less so than Runi. She also shares his excellent piloting skills.
Equipment: Double-bladed lightsaber equipped with a dark violet color crystal.
Quote: "Murder is like art; you can express yourself in ways that you never could in speech, and every time you do, it leaves you wanting more."
Star Wars: TWoS Act II, pt3: Runi's OriginThe Jedi Temple, Coruscant, 18 BTC (3,671 BBY)Star Wars: TWoS Act II, pt3: Runi's Origin by gotta-love-furries
Zakarith woke with a start and sat up in her bed. “Where the heck am I?” she asked aloud.
She heard a low grumble from across the small dark room. A large nexu stalked out of the shadows and put its head on her lap. “Kyla! Good girl. How did you get here?” Zakarith said as she stroked her nexu’s head. Kyla began to purr almost immediately. Zakarith looked towards the door of her room as it suddenly opened, and Arie stepped through.
“Some guy running a local bar told me where to find your ship, when I started asking around 1313 last night after getting you to the Temple. He said his name was Hendrik, and to tell you he said he told you so.” Arie said.
“How did he know where my ship was? I never told him.” Zakarith said, looking a bit dumbfounded as Arie sat down on a chair next to her bed.
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